The apprentice drove the road and pulled the road, bumped for more than an hour, and then returned to the community where he lived, and said goodbye to the road, and the apprentice drove the broken Fukang alone, and the road was alone, holding on to crutches, and walked crookedly home.

The family is very big, but he is the only one, Lu Tu has never been married, he actually has no shortage of women, he has more contact with the rich circle, all kinds of beauties, a lot of money, they take the initiative to stick to him, not for money.

Life has never been fair, people's fate is often fickle, now, there is such a master, a master who can change your fate with a word, can you not desperately have a relationship with him?

You say you don't believe it, but your acquaintances, your friends' friends, your surroundings, everyone is talking about this master, and after a long time, you have to believe it.

The reason why Lu Tu doesn't talk about his partner and doesn't get married is because of his secret, the secret he hides in his sunglasses.

This secret, in this world, is only known to his apprentices.

Back then, Lu Tu's master was a blind man, but Lu Tu was not, in order to survive, in order to gain the trust of others, he had to pretend to be blind.

He was acting every day, playing a blind man's play, and after acting for a long time, he played himself into it, so he gradually understood and integrated into the world of the blind.

It's too dark, it's too lonely, it's too terrifying and helpless, let the world be noisy, you're always alone, locked up in the dark abyss, you want to shout, no one can hear, the darkness around you makes you crazy, you're angry, you want to tear that black curtain apart, to see what the world really is, but you don't even have the strength to raise your hand.

Thinking of this, Lu Tu couldn't help but tremble, he was worried, he was worried that his identity would be revealed one day, sometimes, he also felt helpless, he was a mysterious master who could easily peek into the past and future of others, but he couldn't calculate his own fate.

Isn't this the greatest irony of ruthless fate on him? He was afraid that one day, he would really lose his light?

Gradually, he became numb, he played, he played with the vase-like young girls, he played with them, and they were playing with him, and he stripped himself naked, and then he put on his sunglasses, and groped their bodies with his hands, and they squeaked and laughed, and after laughing for a long time, they began to babble and scream again.

The girls call themselves models, young models, but in fact, he and they both know that everything is just a skin and skin deal.

Even if he strips naked in bed, Lu Tu has to pretend to be blind, he must be cautious, among his clients, there are many powerful people, if they know that he is not actually blind, the consequences are unimaginable.

His partner in bed changes every day, he only picks the most beautiful, Lu Tu rarely uses a mobile phone, and if they want to contact him, they have to go through his apprentice.

After a long time, he felt that it was too tiring to live like this, he wandered between the two completely different identities of blind and normal people every day, sometimes, he felt that he was about to split his personality, and it was not okay to go on like this, he planned to do it for a few more years, earn enough money, retire, and then go to a distant place, go to a place where no one knows him, get married, and live a normal life.

took off his sunglasses, poured himself a glass of milk, and Lu Tu's body sank into the soft leather sofa and could not get out again.

Before he knew it, he began to lose consciousness, in a daze, and he went back in time, and he came to a long, long time ago, another world, in that world, he was wearing sunglasses, alone, in the dark, he was running for his life, chasing a large mass of hairy things behind him.

Soon, there was no way for him to escape, the heavens, the earth, the whole world, were surrounded by the earthy hair, and in the dense sea of hair, an old fox's face was revealed, with a thin mouth and a beard full of white flowers.

Fox Daxian is here!

Lu Tu trembled with fright, and his body began to shrink, shrinking back to the northeastern countryside decades ago, when he was 9 years old.

Wow, Lu Tu was scared and cried, he cried and asked Hu Daxian: "My master was kind back then, let you live, and the master said that you will not come again, you ...... now Want to go back? ”

The fox fairy didn't speak, it just stood in the pile of hair, only showing its head, looking at Lu Tu coldly.

"You want my life! Come...... Get it! Isn't it just a life-breaker...... You...... You can take it!! Lu Tu's heart was about to be torn apart by fear, so he simply let it go out and roared at the fox fairy.

The fox fairy just looked at Lu Tu and roared, and after watching for a while, it moved its gaze to the sunglasses that Lu Tu was wearing, and began to speak, it spoke very slowly, and the tone was strange like a broken erhu, it said:

"He Zi (the child's) life is hungry (I) don't want it!"

"And what do you want?"

"I'm hungry for your eyes!"

After speaking, the fox fairy suddenly laughed, a sharp and thin laugh, a laugh from the underworld, its blood-red eyes, flashed a burst of fierce light, and the light easily penetrated Lu Tu's dark black sunglasses and drilled into his eyes.

Lu Tu felt his scalp tingle for a moment, and then he felt himself falling, into the endless dark abyss.

Trembling, he woke up from the couch and looked at his watch, it was 4:44 a.m.

He couldn't sleep again tonight.

Let's put aside the road and soil for a moment, and let us turn our attention to the other person.

This person's name is Xiao Xiao, as his name suggests, Xiao Xiao loves to laugh very much, but he has always had a straight face recently, like a playing card without flowers and colors.

In the dark, he had a hunch that he might never laugh again.

In the company, Xiao Xiao leaned back on the boss's chair, looked through the wide office glass wall, and looked out of the wall expressionlessly, and the busy employees in the office area bowed their heads.

He was actually thinking about something, a dark, terrible thing, and he felt chills all over his body when he thought about it.

Took away his smile.

If he doesn't laugh, his employees don't dare to laugh even more, and a few female employees, facing the computer screen, pretending to be very busy, secretly discuss on the chat software:

"What's wrong with Mr. Xiao today?"

"How do I know? He doesn't seem to be happy. ”

"You don't know, who knows? Didn't you send Mr. Xiao home last night? Then ......"

"Phew! If you talk nonsense, I'll come and pinch you! ”

"Pinch it? It seems that you haven't been pinched enough at Mr. Xiao's house last night, right......?"

Across the desk, the young and beautiful female employees blushed, secretly covering their mouths and smiling, there was a bold girl, carefully glanced at the position of Mr. Xiao in the distance, and saw that he was still unhappy, so he clicked on his chat box and sent a picture of a smiley face.

"Didi!" The computer rang, Xiao Xiao received the picture of the smiling face, he raised his head, and saw the girl outside the glass wall, looking at him with a red face, there was no way, he could only pout at her, reluctantly.

It was reluctant to overdo it, not like a smile, but like crying, and the girl who gave him a smiley face was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head when she saw his expression.

Xiao Xiao is the CEO of a foreign trade company, he looks mature and handsome, well-maintained, he loves to laugh, he is a person with a great sense of humor, and when he laughs, he doesn't look like a man in his early forties at all.

The most important thing is that he is not only rich, but also a single aristocrat, he has been divorced for many years, his wife has children, and he lives abroad.

So there are a lot of young girls who take the initiative to stick it on him.

There is no shortage of money, there is no shortage of women, such a life should be dreamed of by many men, Xiao Xiao has the right and the capital to laugh.

But now, he can't laugh anymore no matter what.

About a week ago morning, he was stabbed by the sun's rays, and when he opened his eyes from the bed, he saw a palm print on the wide floor-to-ceiling window.

He drank too much wine last night, and after the female secretary helped him back home, he fainted in bed.

It was a rest day, and after Xiao Xiao got up, he simply cleaned himself up and started making breakfast.

The female secretary sent him home and went back, and she did not stay overnight.

In the house of more than 200 square meters, the decoration is luxurious but messy, ties, clothes, socks, toilet paper, thrown all over the ground, after breakfast, Xiao Xiao turned on the stereo, chose Cai Qin's old song, and began to clean.

The nanny didn't come to rest today, and it was rare for him to do it himself.

"Who is it? Knocking on my window? ”

Cai Qin's long and graceful singing voice came from the stereo.

The floor was cleaned up, and he began to clean the windows.

If I'm not mistaken, there is a handprint on the bedroom glass, so let's start wiping it from there.

The floor-to-ceiling window was very large and thick, Xiao Xiao held a rag stained with water, and when he wiped the handprint, he took out one hand and rubbed his eyes.

Odd? The rag slashed through, leaving the handprint intact, and his eyes widened as he looked at the handprint carefully.

It is left in the upper right corner of the floor-to-ceiling window, it is a little small, only two-thirds the size of a normal person's palm, and the distribution of the five finger prints is also a little disproportionate.

He was stunned for a moment, who left this handprint?

There are not many outsiders in Xiao Xiao's house, and the ones who come are basically women, but this palm print does not seem to be left by a woman at all.

The fingers are too thick, thicker than a man's, and the palms are too small, smaller than a woman's.

In that way, it was like a little man wearing thick gloves, with an unpredictable malice, secretly printed on it.

Xiao was dumbfounded when he smiled, he went to find some detergent, dipped it on the rag, and continued to wipe the handprint.

I still can't wipe it off, I don't say anything about it, the more I wipe it, the clearer it becomes.

The handprints were still on the glass, staring at him with five eyes and a big gray mouth, mocking him.

He simply stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking up at his handprint.

He suddenly remembered something, so he slammed the window open, and then stretched out the rag towards the place where the handprint was, too far to reach, and he moved another stool to step on it, and leaned half of his body out, barely touching it.

The rag rubbed the handprints from the window.

With just one stroke, a light swipe, the handprint is gone.

In Xiao Xiao's head, there was a sudden "boom"! The rag fell from the window, down his hand.

The palm print came in from the side outside the window! Who? Able to get to his window?

Practical joke? Did someone do this on purpose to scare him? No, the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom can only be opened from the far left, and the handprint is printed in the upper right corner, that is, reaching out from the house, no one can leave any handprints in that position.

There was only one explanation for that, someone was outside, touched his window!

But he lives on the twenty-third floor!

The high-rise where Xiao Xiao lives, the exterior walls and windowsills are all pasted with large black marble tiles, even if it is a snitch, it is impossible to climb up if he borrows ten lives.

The high-end community where he is located is not large, and the access monitoring is very strict, the walls around the community are installed with high-voltage power grids, and the security guards are on duty in the community 24 hours a day.

The bad guys want to sneak into this neighborhood, and in some ways, it's much more difficult than sneaking into the Forbidden City!

Who is it? Who left this handprint?

In the dark night, a small person floated outside the window, it stared at the sleeping Xiao Xiao through the glass, laughing viciously, while laughing, it floated forward, but it was blocked by the thick window, it couldn't get in, so it reached out and touched the glass viciously!

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiao felt as uncomfortable as if he had been pricked by a needle, the window was open, and outside the window, the sun bloomed wantonly, shining in the room, bright and warm.

But at this time, Xiao Xiao's body shivered coldly.

The high-end stereo in the living room is still singing without a word, repeatedly broadcasting Cai Qin's old song.

"Who is banging on my window?" The song is long and cold.

Xiao Xiao couldn't figure it out, and if he couldn't figure it out, he just let it go, wiped off the handprints on the window, and wiped off the haze in his heart.